Chapter 1194: Dignity Sword

The sword light and lightning dragon collided in mid-air, shattering the sky. A lightning-like black scar burst open in the lingering light, then vanished in an instant.

“A spatial… fissure!?”

The faces of the two young Divine Spirit Realm cultivators darkened, as if crushed by myriad mountains. Under immense pressure, the lightning domain rapidly contracted.

“This is… a Dual Sword Domain!” all the sword experts exclaimed in unison.

In just an instant, the sword shadow reached a hundred miles in size, like a holy sword of the Heavenly Dao, standing proudly between heaven and earth, forcefully suppressing Luo Changsheng’s originally dominant domain.

Luo Changsheng retreated step by step. Just then, a huge gap suddenly tore open in the lightning domain, and a large number of sword energies surged in, piercing through layers of lightning, and striking directly at Luo Changsheng.

Luo Changsheng showed no alarm. He casually stretched out his hand, and immediately, an arc-shaped barrier appeared before him. All the sword energies disintegrated upon contact with the barrier, not a single one able to touch him.

Luo Changsheng’s lips moved slightly. A profoundly deep violet light flickered in the depths of his pupils, then he suddenly roared...

Boom————

It was as if a bolt of heavenly tribulation lightning suddenly exploded on his body, and purple light filled the sky.

The lightning domain, which had been suppressed to its extreme, suddenly erupted with dazzling violet light, fiercely shaking off Jun Xilei’s Dual Sword Domain. In the next instant, the domain twisted and transformed into a hundred-mile-long lightning wolf, descending like a deity. It howled, soaring through the air, and lunged directly at Jun Xilei. As its massive maw opened, it completely devoured Jun Xilei’s sword domain.

CRACK!!

The sword shadow and the wolf shadow shattered simultaneously. On the incomparably sturdy Divine Sealing Platform, a hundred-zhang-long crack suddenly appeared... The sound of it tearing apart was even louder than thunder blasting in the sky.

Amidst the chaotic lingering light, Jun Xilei was sent flying far away, crashing heavily to the ground and staggering back dozens of steps. Her face was pale, and her body swayed, but she stubbornly managed to stand firm.

In front of her, Luo Changsheng lightly descended. Although his chest rose and fell quite rapidly, he had no new injuries on his body.

Jun Xilei’s brows furrowed tightly. Her snow-white hand raised the Mistlight Sword again, but just as she gathered her profound energy, her face suddenly turned pale, a stream of blood spurted out, and she knelt down, her entire body trembling violently, unable to stand up for a long time.

The outcome was decided.

She was still so young. This streak of light was exceptionally dazzling, as if flashing through everyone’s souls; time itself seemed to slow down with its appearance... And this sword energy, people had not seen for the first time.

Huo Poyun had been defeated in an instant by this very sword energy.

Luo Changsheng evidently did not expect Jun Xilei to suddenly make such a move. All his strength was concentrated on the Giant Wind-Thunder Sword, and this sword energy was extremely swift, so he had no time to fully retract his power. He swept his arm, and an arc-shaped barrier hastily formed.

With a soft sound, the streak of light shattered. At his ear, his father Luo Shangchen’s low roar sounded: “Changsheng, be careful!”

He looked up, and seven identical sword energies had already arrived, one after another...

Boom————

Jun Xilei was fully struck by the power of the Giant Wind-Thunder Sword, sent flying horizontally through the air, her white robes stained with blood.

Luo Changsheng’s barrier was shattered by two of the sword energies. He swiftly turned, and three sword energies grazed past him, but he could no longer avoid the last two...

SPLAT!!

Bloody fresh blood splattered as two streaks of sword energy pierced Luo Changsheng’s right ribs one after another, passing clean through his body and leaving two fist-sized, transparent holes in his right side.

Luo Changsheng staggered back. Gritting his teeth, he immediately circulated his profound energy to seal and obliterate all the sword qi that had surged into his body. Then, he lunged forward, and a violent gust of wind swept up, assaulting Jun Xilei, who had just fallen.

In order to forcefully injure Luo Changsheng with her sword, Jun Xilei had reserved no defensive power. Severely wounded by the Giant Wind-Thunder Sword, she was already barely able to stand. How could she possibly have any remaining strength to resist Luo Changsheng’s profound wind? She was directly lifted and instantly thrown off the Divine Sealing Platform.

Outside the spectator stands, a figure instantly appeared in the air, catching Jun Xilei mid-fall. He landed outside the Divine Sealing Platform, expelling profound energy to quickly seal all her injuries.

“Jun Xilei has left the Divine Sealing Platform area and will enter the loser’s bracket. She will participate in tomorrow’s fifth round of the loser’s bracket!”

“Luo Changsheng wins! He will enter the final match of the winner’s bracket!”

Venerable Quhui announced the results immediately.

Luo Changsheng had won, a result that surprised no one. However, no one had anticipated that this duel would be so fierce.

Everyone had held high expectations for the battle between the two strongest Divine Sons. Yet, both Luo Changsheng and Jun Xilei displayed true strengths that far exceeded expectations, repeatedly astounding the spectators.

After a brief commotion, the Divine Sealing Platform suddenly erupted with thunderous applause and continuous cheers.

Luo Changsheng slowly walked to the edge of the Divine Sealing Platform. His left hand clutched his right ribs, blood pouring out between his fingers. Showing no sign of pain on his face, he said to Jun Wuming, “Senior Jun, Miss Jun... are you alright?”

Jun Wuming looked up, giving him a deep glance. “There’s no major issue... and I must thank you for showing mercy.”

These words made Luo Changsheng look anxious. He immediately bowed despite his injuries, saying, “Senior Jun, you speak too highly. You truly humble me.”

At that moment, a hand pushed Jun Wuming aside. Jun Xilei, despite suffering severe internal and external injuries and being extremely depleted of profound energy, stubbornly stood up. Her eyes, filled with an aura no less fierce than before, glared coldly at Luo Changsheng: “You... don’t be complacent... one day... I... will... *cough*... *cough, cough*...”

Bloody foam spilled from Jun Xilei’s lips, and her face grew even paler, yet she stubbornly refused Jun Wuming’s support and walked away step by step on her own. Luo Changsheng watched her retreating figure, an unconscious smile gracing his lips. An unprecedented, peculiar glint appeared in his eyes as he murmured distractedly, “What an extraordinary woman.”

“To make two holes in Luo Changsheng even with severe injuries, that woman truly is...” Remembering Jun Xilei’s hatred for him, Yun Che secretly took several sharp breaths.